Summary – It is the Marauders third year, and they believe that it would be beneficial to others if they write down all the wonderful pranks they played.

Disclaimer – I don't own a bloody thing!

The Marauders Magical Journal

By – Messer's. WormtailMoony, Padfoot, and Prongs

Hey look! It writes on its own!

That is why it is called a quick quotes quill; I've just charmed it so that it writes down what we're thinking.

I don't think anyone wants to know what Padfoot and Prongs are thinking.

Hey! What is that supposed to mean?

Yeah! Why must you pick on us?

Because it's fun?

All right you three, shut up! Now, the point of us writing this is so that our future children and grandchild and great grandchildren can wreak havoc here at Hogwarts just like were have/will/are doing right now.

This is bloody brilliant! I can't wait to show it to my son, he'll be just like me!

Gee, I hope not, one James Potter in the Universe is enough for me!

Shut up, Wormtail! Or next time we are out on a full moon your gonna find yourself impaled on one of my branches!

Branches? And here I thought that was a coat rack!

Shut up Black!

Why?

Can we get on with it? I guess we should start with how we—Er—met…


Three years ago

"Mum, please I'm fine you don't have to hold my hand!" An eleven year old Remus J. Lupin looked up at his mother with adoration, but a bit of annoyance in his eyes. Bernadette Lupin smiled down at her son and dropped his hand. She had blond hair and wonderful blue eyes.

"I'd feel better if you went to my school, but Headmaster Dumbledore was just so nice to extend the invitation that I just couldn't turn him down," she said.

"Mum, I've always wanted to go to Hogwarts, and here we are! Isn't this cool?"

"Yes dear, it is," Bernadette laughed. They stopped and looked around the Muggle station. No one was looking their way and their passage to platform one and three quarters was un-barred. They passed through the barrier.

Remus almost passed out in sheer delight! There were kids here that were his age! He would be able to have friends, he hoped at least. Bernadette seemed to know what he was thinking. "It's all right Dear, if you feel they should know, your true friends won't leave you because of it,"

"Yes, Mum," Remus muttered. It was five minutes to Eleven, Bernadette bent down and hugged her boy.

"Now, send me a letter every week! And don't get into much trouble all right?"

"Yes, Mum, I love you!" Remus replied, he hugged his Mum back and then bounded onto the train. Other student's followed and Bernadette knew that this was the right choice, no matter what may come of it.


On the train, a little pudgy boy sat, nervous and wanting to be back home. He had always been told stories of Hogwarts, however…everything just sounded scary! Very scary! It was then that someone else walked into the compartment, dragging a trunk.

"Is this seat taken?' the boy with blond hair asked.

"No, go ahead and take it, I'm dying for company anyway," said the other.

"My name is Remus Lupin, and you?' Remus asked, they wrestled Remus' trunk into the upper storage of the compartment.

"Peter Pettigrew, is this your first time?"

"Yes, and I'm figuring that it's your as well?"

"Yes, I'm kind of nervous, Dad says that we get sorted into the houses but he wouldn't tell me how,"

"Both my parents went to school in France, so they aren't sure how this whole thing works, but I'm sure it can't be that bad. I mean, we don't know many spells, so they can't ask us to perform one, right?" Remus asked.

"Oh sure, well, that isn't what Potter and Black said," Peter rolled his eyes.

"Who?'

"Did someone say my name?" a boy, with black hair, at about shoulder length, entered the compartment, suddenly, another boy cam pelting into the same compartment.

"I did it! That gits hair is pink!" said the second raven haired boy with glasses.

"Hey, Pete! Who's your new friend?" the first boy asked.

"This is Remus Lupin," Peter said.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Black, Sirius Black," Sirius grabbed Remus' hand and shook it hard.

"And I'm Potter, James Potter," James also shook Remus' hand, hard.

"Nice to meet you, what havoc are two reeking anyway?" Remus asked.

"We just met Severus Bloody Snape--"

"—Who is a major prat--"

"—and turned his hair pink!"

"Are you guys related?" Remus asked, sitting down.

"No, we just met five minutes ago," James said.

"Ah, but it feels as if we have known each other for decades!" Sirius piped.

"Right, well, I hope you two don't get into trouble on the first day," Remus said.

"Why would we do that?" James asked in mock-disgust.

"We will not get into trouble on the first day!" Sirius cried.

Remus didn't believe it. It was then that a boy, with pink hair, stomped into the compartment, with an older boy trialing behind.

"These are the two miscreants! They turned my hair pink!"

"Oh really?" the older boy had long bright blond hair and sneered at the four first years.

"Who? Us? We didn't do a thing!" Sirius cried.

"Why do I doubt that, Black?" the older boy rolled his eyes.

"Whatever," Sirius muttered.

"You have better have more respect for me before I write you up a detention slip. Wouldn't your Mother be proud of that?"

"Shove off Malfoy, Snivellus has been dying to get his hair died pink since he saw that bright pink elephant that squeaks in that Muggle shop," Sirius snapped. Snape went red.

"I have better things to do than talk to a bunch of idiot's," Malfoy replied then left, Snape glared at the four, Remus wasn't sure why he was glaring at him, however, then Snape left. Potter and Black collapsed with laughter that they had been holding in.

"I don't get it," Peter said, "What is so funny?"

"Did Snape really say that to you?" James asked.

"No, but I could tell," Sirius smirked.

"You two had better stay away from…who was he? The blond boy?"

"Lucius Malfoy is a bloody git and Snivellus is following in his foot steps," Sirius said.

"Oi, I guess someone mucked up the gene pool," Remus said.

"Ha! See? Someone agrees with me!" Sirius whooped.

"But your still a git," James smirked.

"Yes—Hey!" Sirius had just understood what James meant.

"Looks like someone is a couple feathers short of a chicken," Remus said.

"Chicken? Where?" Peter asked.

"It's a figure of speech," Remus said.

"In other words, you just called Sirius Stupid!" James laughed.

"Stupid is as stupid does," Sirius shrugged.

"Well, you'd know about that now wouldn't you?" Peter asked. Then all four boys broke out laughing. It felt as if they had been friends forever! Remus liked this feeling, he desperately hoped that it would last.


Present

Ah, I remember that prank!

It was the first one we EVER pulled on Snivellus!

I have to admit, it was pretty funny—at the time…

Too bad it didn't last, how much you want to bet that Malfoy turned it back for him?

I bet it was one of Sirius' cousins, those two really do scare me!

My own Mum scares me!

Oh dear…..

TO BE CONTINUED